When I was little diego

I am funny outging.

I wonder why dose people run .

I hear people are saying bad word.

Isee guying fighting.

I want a blaldbay.

I am funny and outgoing
I pretend to be fuying.
I feel like to be rich.
I touch the ball.
I worry that people talk about me.
I cry when i see .
I am fuuny and outgoing .
I understand that am not cool .
I say let go to road .
I dream hunted house.
I try to fix my skateboard .
I hope I get blade bay .
I am funny and out going.



When I grow up Diego